Should I have named by blog “Why We All Hate Hospitals?” because clearly none of us loves the hospitals…Well yeah unless you are a doctor and your hospital is paying you huge papers then hospitals are your heaven…But to the rest of us, Hospitals are HEWS-PIT-als.

I hate hospitals because hospitals are a place of sadness. You look around everywhere only to find pale skinned people on beds as if the entire blood has been sucked out of their body. Most of the people admitted will be weak and vulnerable as they lay helpless on the bed.

You will also find men, women and children with cuts and wounds and burns and WHAT NOT….

You will see people in pain, in agony, in an unsatisfying comfort.

The only exception to the part of hospitals being a sad place is the MATERNITY WARD where of course new mothers are glowing with shine as they hold their new born babies, as new fathers hold their son/daughter and kiss their wife, as grandparents/friends/family bring in flowers, chocolates, cakes, doughnuts, hot chocolate milk, fudge pastries (***slaps herself out of the world of sweets***). Continue reading →

1. Its bad when you have to fly in economy class, worse when you get the middle seat and worst if both the seats next to you belong to fat man.

2. Its terrible when you wait an hour for the sleep to come, more terrible when you want to pee exactly when you got sleepy and most terrible when you have to leave your bed and walk to the bathroom knowing that the sleep is gone again. Continue reading →

First, I want to apologize to all my fellow bloggers for not being able to read your blogs or comment upon them even though I have been so tempted with all the emails I received when you posted the blog. I will be reading them very soon when I catch my breath from work and other stuff going around.

Second, sorry I have been so off from making blogs as I have been juggling work, shopping for travelling & supernatural stuff.

This segment is all about those times ( twice or thrice in an year), when I, Aisha, accidentally feel like making something.

It definitely is a rare moment for my family. Its fascinating. Like a 3 headed gorilla in a cage or a blind dolphin in a pool hitting every wall. I am sure they cherish the moment as much as I do, feeling absolutely different, perhaps like a wild sea fish put in a small jar of water.

Well, today I wanted to have some pancakes, So I said to myself, “If China can make duplicate iPhones, So can I.”

I googled the recipe and I will share my exact recipe with you. But the question is, Can you follow it?

Take 1 cup of plain flour taken from a newly opened packet and put in a bowl. Clean the flour that has dropped onto the floor while opening the packet. Next add 3/4 teaspoon of salt and 2 tablespoon of sugar. Continue reading →

Me Says:

I may be crazy, clumsy and insane but thats something I am proud of and you are jealous of... *wink*

Why Scrapyard?

Howdy Strangers,

So everyone knows what a scrapyard is. A place where everyone throws away things that don't have any value to them. But it's the same place where others find parts that would be helpful to them, to fix their own stuff...
This is exactly what " Aisha's Scrapyard" is, where you find words thrown away in my drunk unconsciousness. But you can always find them helpful to you...
Ash Scrapyard has words to fix your mood, thoughts, confusion or perhaps renew your morale, or refresh your soul...
Take a walk around and find what you need....

Happy ash-Scrapyard-ing :P

aiSha
*Simply Aisha*

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